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“She looked so familiar to me, but I couldn’t place her… But she reminded me of someone…         It couldn’t be her, though. She was dead, we had all watched her die. Floating away like that in the swamp. Her lavender dress billowed up like a balloon, her dark hair fanning out on the black water. We had made a pact, Pearl and Scarlett and me, never to tell anyone what happened.”


I’mma give it another go, the personal 50K in 30 days challenge. RemJuWriMo. In April I thought if I did less on the blog I’d have more time to write my stories. And theoretically I should have. But the mind does strange things (and life does stranger things) and although I did get a bunch of words written—I did get a respectable 23K words—but the story needs to be 100K+ AND the third book needs to get started. See my dilemma???


Yes, it’s all self-imposed deadlines. And yes, I can always move it back. Thing is, if I did push it / them back, it would have to be a whole year—the series is Seasons, and Book 1 is Summer. Yeah, I did that to myself. Er, I mean, they—they—did this to me. The characters. At least it’s one ginormous story, split into four “installments!” All the same peeps (mostly), the same setting, same research. That helps.


So Seasons is a go. The Long Shadows of Summer (see?) is on target for August, and The Tilting Leaves of Autumn will be ready for November.



“I’ve always had voices—er, stories in my head. I once said I should write them all down so someone could write them someday. I had no idea at the time that someone was me!”










“because the battle within is the greatest battle of all”



#Blogwords, Special Edition, #RemJuWriMo, Seasons, The Long Shadows of Summer, The Tilting Leaves of Autumn, The Silent Song of Winter, The Whispering Woods of Spring


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Destroying the stranglehold of the past. For some it’s impossible. Will it be impossible for Rebekah Jackson or will she have the strength and courage to free herself? To allow love in her scarred heart? Will she accept Wade back into her life?


Rebekah’s rejection crushed Wade Roper four years ago. Now they’re in the same town and his love for her is rekindled. But what can he offer her if she won’t tell him what haunts her?


Ms. Comer has taken an horrific and traumatic incident and written a very real story—with her delightful and whimsical story-telling touch. The depth of Rebekah’s wound is in no way downplayed, nor the depth of Wade’s love—or the healing power of Father’s love.

Ms. Comer has a gift for weaving her charming stories with very real and sometimes devastating events of life. She offers a story that resonates with readers, and offers them the hope that is only found in Father’s Word and His Truth. Promise of Peppermint, and all of her stories, are modern day parables.



I received a free copy of this book, but was under no obligation to read the book or to post a review. I offer my review of my own free will. The opinions expressed in my review are my honest thoughts and reaction to this book.


Valerie Comer is a USA Today bestselling author and a two-time Word Award winner who writes where food meets faith and fiction. She has been called “a stellar storyteller” as she injects experience laced with humor into her green clean romances.

Valerie’s life on a small farm in western Canada provides the seed for her stories of contemporary Christian romance. Like many of her characters, Valerie grows much of her own food and is active in the local foods movement as well as her church. She only hopes her imaginary friends enjoy their happily-ever-afters as much as she does hers, shared with her husband, adult kids, and adorable granddaughters.

Join Valerie at http://valeriecomer.com, where you can sign up for her newsletter and follow her on social media. You can also find her blogging at http://inspyromance.com



#Blogwords, Tuesday Reviews-Day, #TRD, Book Review, Promise of Peppermint, Valerie Comer, Urban Farm Fresh Romance, Secrets of Sunbeams, Butterflies on Breezes

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In honor of our fallen soldiers. I think you for your service, and I pay tribute to your families.




#Blogwords, Special Edition, Memorial Day

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This week I borrow a prophetic word I read Friday on Facebook.

reposting because my friend and master potter, Nolan Windholtz, whose gorgeous pieces I share here, is leaving for ten week mission trip to Eastern Europe this week. If you are interested in donating to his trip, here is the link:




by Elaine Tavolacci

The Holy Spirit showed me a lump of clay on a potter’s wheel. The potter began to spin the wheel as he molded and shaped the piece of clay as he formed it.


When making pottery on a potter’s wheel, the clay has to first be centered, then water is applied before the potter begins his creation. The potter then shapes the clay into the image that he desires. There are different wheels used to create different vessels. The Lord has designed each one of us in a distinct way with a specific calling. Each person is created for a unique purpose and plan.


The Lord told Jeremiah to go down to the Potters house to give him a prophetic illustration. When he went, he had seen the potter making something at the wheel. The clay vessel that the potter had made was marred in his hands; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make.



Many people don’t understand the process of the potter’s wheel. The potter’s wheel is not to judge us or punish us, but it is to form us into the masterpiece that Jesus has created us to be.


The Lord says; just as the potter designs each clay pot into different shapes and sizes, I have designed and created every individual. Every person has been born with a unique purpose and plan. Each of you have been strategically designed for a particular purpose, and I will work with each of you in a specific way.


Do not fear the potter’s wheel and do not refuse it, for this is My workmanship. This is the place where I am molding you and conforming you into My image. This is the place where all impurities and defilement will be destroyed and all bruises and blemishes will be erased.


This is the place where the rough edges will be smooth out, broken vessels will be restored and old mindsets will be dismantled. Afflictions, traumas and misfortunes from the past will be removed, and dreams will be birth and brought forth.


This is the place where your mind will be renewed and you will learn to walk in integrity and maturity. This place is necessary for your spiritual growth to bring forth the gifts that I have placed on the inside of you.


Do not refuse the work on the potters wheel but allow Me to transform you as I shape your life and destiny. Trust Me when the process seems too difficult. Don’t say that this is an uncomfortable place, but know that it is for your benefit and it is necessary to bring you in to the fulfillment of My plans. Do not resist the work that I am doing on the inside of you, but allow Me to accomplish My perfect will through you.


Allow Me to work with you and fashion you into My image. I Am the master potter and as you allow Me, I will design your life so that you will become all that I have created you to be. You will become a glorious vessel of honor, and others will see the brilliance of the transformed life that I am creating in you. I desire to make something beautiful out of your life as you allow Me to work in you and through you says the Lord.









#Blogwords, Front Porch Fellowship, #FPF, Sunday Devotion, The Master Potter, Laurie Roars, Elaine Tavolacci, Round Tree Pottery, Nolan Windholtz, Isaiah 61:3, Ecclesiastes 3:11, Isaiah 29:16, Isaiah 64:8, Jeremiah 18:1-4

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is now SWAMP MODE,



as in WRITING CAVE, which we writers are notorious for hiding out in to get some words done, as in writing.


This story, though, this series, is set in a tenuous, as in fabricated setting, sort of a mash up of river and marsh / swamp, otherwise known as black river which is prevalent in the South. Saisons is a town somewhere between Columbia and Charleston, along the Santee River, close enough to the ocean to host marshes.

Ergo, SWAMP MODE!! Ergo, WRITING MODE. As in #AMWRITING, gotta make some words.


Interviews are back with a fun feature this Thursday (contain your excitement) but Wreading Wednesdays and What’s in Your Kitchen are still suspended. RemApWriMo flopped, sort of, but I have designated June as a second chance, RemJUWriMo!


Did I mention, IT’S GOOD TO BE INDIE!!!



#Blogwords, Special Edition, Swamp Mode, Writing Recovery, It’s Good to be Indie, RemJuWriMo, Seasons, The Long Shadows of Summer, The Tilting Leaves of Autumn, #AMWRITING


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Destitute, grief-stricken, and unwanted by the people of God, Ruth arrives in Israel with nothing to recommend her but Naomi’s, love. Her loftiest hope is to provide enough food to save Naomi and herself from starvation. But God has other plans for her life.

While everyone considers Ruth an outcast, she is astounded to find one of the most honored men of Judah showing her favor.  Long since a widower and determined to stay that way, Boaz is irresistibly drawn to the foreign woman with the haunted eyes. He tells himself he is only being kind to his Cousin Naomi’s chosen daughter when he goes out of his way to protect her from
harm, but his heart knows better.

Based on the biblical account of Ruth, In the Field of Grace is the story of a love that
ultimately changes the course of Israel’s destiny and the future of the whole world.



Death squatted at Boaz’s door, waiting like a vulture, biding its time. He could sense its presence—inexorable, hungry, patient.



I’ve read three of Ms. Afshar’s other books, and have just started her new one. She instantly became a favorite author (of my favorite genre no less) with her thorough understanding of culture and her exceptional story telling ability.



Biblical Fiction



#Blogwords, First Line Friday, #FLF, In the Fields of Grace, Tessa Afshar

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“I’ve always been interested in real food from scratch–gardening, canning, bread-baking, beekeeping, and more–but my conviction has increased dramatically since God has given me three delightful granddaughters.”

 “I’m Valerie Comer, and I’m a teacher at writers’ conferences and retreats with a number of popular topics. … Picture of what it entails to write a story. . .from beginning to end.”


rem:  Hullo Valerie, and welcome to my nest. Tell us a little about yourself. Where were you raised? Where do you live now?

VALERIE:  I was born and raised in the central Canadian province of Manitoba, but have lived in British Columbia all my adult life. My husband and I have two kids and four granddaughters, thankfully all within a two-hour drive of the 40-acre farm we’ve lived on for the past 17 years. After working in retail, I’m delighted to be a full-time author working from home! Of course, that feeds my workaholic tendencies as well, so there’s that.


rem:  Forty acres!!! That’s a lotta farm!! 😉  Coffee or tea? Sweet or un? Flavored or not?

VALERIE:  Coffee. Sweetened if mocha, but only cream if ‘straight.’

rem:  mmm, mocha! (got peppermint) What’s your favorite recent discovery?

VALERIE:  Dictation! I’m trading in typos for dictatos and trying to preserve my hands and wrists while I’m at it.

rem:  Preserve, like figs and plums?? Do you use sarcasm?

VALERIE:  Yes, it is my native tongue, and I am fluent in it.

rem:  Which is why we understand one another so well. What is the first thing you notice about people?

VALERIE:  Their eyes. Not the color, so much, but the focus and clarity. They are indeed windows to the soul!

rem:  Shuttered or open to the sun! Favorite season? Why?

VALERIE:  Anything but summer! I don’t do heat well at all. Even though I’m a gardener, I kind of like winter because there’s no pressure to do any yard work!

rem:  Now, THAT made me chuckle! Do you have a favorite Bible verse? And why is it a favorite?

VALERIE:  1 Thessalonians :11-12 (NLT)

Make it your goal to live a quiet life, minding your own business and working with your hands, just as we instructed you before. Then people who are not believers will respect the way you live, and you will not need to depend on others.
Why is it a favorite? Because a productive life is simply doing what’s in front of you, working with your hands, not being flashy or uppity. The rewards will come, one way or another.


rem:  So simple yet so eloquent. What do you think is significant about Christian fiction?  How has being a novelist impacted your relationship with Christ?

VALERIE:  It impacts me in more ways than I dreamed it would, honestly. It seems to be a form of journaling at times, when the story is mirroring my own spiritual walk. Emails from readers who’re drawn closer to Jesus through the characters’ journeys often bring tears to my eyes. I can’t tell you how grateful I am for this opportunity to make a difference.

rem:  Truly amazing, isn’t it, when we have such profound impact on total strangers! When reading, what makes or breaks a story for you? Your fiction pet peeve?  

VALERIE:  My pet peeve is too much telling, especially if it’s repetitive. Get on with the story already, why don’t you! What makes a story un-put-downable? If I’m immediately intrigued by the characters —  what they’re doing, what they’re saying — and if I feel the writer has a good grasp of pacing, I’m in.

rem:  I agree, repeating and saying things over and over are unnecessary and waste of words….. Which is more important: plot or characters?

VALERIE:  What is one without the other? Great characters doing nothing are just as boring as an intriguing plot with cookie-cutter characters. Yawn.

rem:  Good point. Then again, maybe the character IS a cookie-cutter, literally – a baker!!  tee hee hee What would you do if you weren’t writing?

VALERIE:  Is this a ‘thing?’ Really? I seem to be a workaholic.

rem:  What do you munch on while you write?

VALERIE:  I rarely have food beside me. It’s more likely to be a mug of homemade mocha followed by a mug of coffee. One cup fuels about 1000 words!


rem:  That’s some good mileage there. Tell us a little about your writing journey.

VALERIE:  I began writing about fifteen years ago. After a while I began entering writing contests and finaling in them. I also attended some writing conferences and took online courses and workshops. In 2011, I sold my first work, a novella, to Barbour and got an agent. Two years later, we parted ways and I tested out a small press. In 2014 I regained my book rights and jumped into indie publishing with both feet and have since published about 20 titles in total, including 8 novellas. I’m so thankful for the opportunity to finally write full-time!

rem:  Valerie, you’re amazing – I can’t keep up with you!! What is your Writing Routine? Where do you write: In a cave, a coffeehouse, or a cozy nook?

VALERIE:  I write first thing in the morning, usually in my recliner on my swing-arm computer with that first cup of mocha, sometimes at my laptop in another part of the house (still with that mocha), and sometimes dictating into a voice recorder on my morning walk (sadly dry). I’m working on dictation being the normal process but that hasn’t become habit yet. My goal is 10,000 words a week of first draft unless we’re on vacation or the family is visiting. In the afternoons and evenings I’ll do editing, formatting, publishing, marketing, water cooler chat, and studying. I did mention the workaholic bit, right?

rem:  No wonder you’re so productive – you write all over the place! (you workaholic you) What makes you struggle as an author? How do you handle it?

VALERIE:  Comparing myself (or my books/sales) to more successful authors. I remind myself that I’m writing as an act of worship to God and doing my best, and the results aren’t in my hands.

rem:  Wise words, comparison does nothing but incur defeat. Do you prefer the creating or editing aspect of writing? Why?

VALERIE:  Creation, by far. My goal is to tell it right the first time!

rem:  I detect a hint of perfectionism with that workaholicism… What do you enjoy most about being a writer?

VALERIE:  God, the Creator, made us in His image. This includes being creators, too! (rem: yes and amen!) I absolutely love the idea that these words I string together to tell a story have never been used in this way before. That somewhere, from the unknown recesses of my mind, characters and scenes and stories emerge that didn’t exist. Something from nothing. It’s really amazing!

rem:  Indeed, unfathomable. What are your top 3 recommendations for a new writer? What 3 things would you recommend not doing?



  1. Hone your own writing voice
  2. Decide whether it is to be a business or hobby and make choices based on that
  3. Learn from those who have gone before you


1: Be in a hurry to publish

2: Brush aside advice and well-meant criticism

3: Equate book sales with God’s love to you


rem:  How do you choose your characters’ names?

VALERIE:  I often look on baby name sites for names that were popular the decade my character was born. Still, the name has to fit. He or she may try on a few names and, once the right one clicks, it’s like the character comes to life right in front of me.

rem:  Ooohh, I love when that happens! Do you think of the entire story before you start writing?

VALERIE:  Nope, and I don’t even try anymore. I tend to do a lot of setting and character work in advance, more in conjunction with the series than with the individual books. I have some general theme ideas in mind and, of course, I know the guy and girl will get together in the end. I write romance, after all! But the journey unfolds in front of me like it does for a reader. Every day is a question of what happens next, which helps me remember I need God in the process.

rem:  Best definition of a pantzer I think I’ve seen! How many books have you written and which was your first one?

VALERIE:  Sprouts of Love is my 20th published book, including novellas! I’ve also written eight other novels, most of which (all of which?) are unlikely to ever see the light of day. Trust me, that’s a blessing for readers. Apprenticeship work doesn’t need to be shared with the world.

rem:  They, uh, learning curve writing, eh? Tell us a little about your latest book? What is your current project?

VALERIE:  Sprouts of Love is part of a multi-author series of foodie contemporary romances set in (fictional) Arcadia Valley, Idaho. The other authors and I released a six-novella collection entitled Romance Grows in Arcadia Valley in January, each introducing our part of the world and the series we’re writing in it. Sprouts of Love kicks off my three-book series within the world, and my current project is the next book, Rooted in Love, to be released in November.

rem:  What is your favorite part about the book or why do you love this book? Why should we read it?

VALERIE:  I love this book and the series so much it’s hard to describe. Working as a group in the same world has been a blast, and the glimpses of each other’s characters we are mixing in is definitely a big part of the fun. My favorite characters so far are the kids in the series. Maisie (age ten) and Evan and Oliver (age six) were introduced in Romance Grows in Arcadia Valley. In Sprouts of Love, Maisie’s mom, Evelyn, finds her happily-ever-after amid a tsunami of vegetables. Rooted in Love will see the twins’ dad find love.

rem:  Please give us the first page of the book.


You’re Evelyn Felton?”

Whatever that was all about. The man blocking the entrance to Corinna’s Cupboard couldn’t be a minute over twenty-five, but that didn’t stop him from acting like he owned the place. Eyebrows raised, he appraised her from steely blue eyes.

What had she ever done to him? Nothing. She’d never seen him before… had she? Evelyn stiffened her back and kept the smile in place. “Yes, I’m Evelyn, and I’m here to meet with Ben Kujak about donating garden-grown produce. Is he in?”

Silence reigned for several heartbeats.

Had she asked such a difficult question? The building this charity operated just north of Arcadia Valley’s Main Street wasn’t that big. If Mr. Kujak wasn’t stocking shelves or applying for grants, he likely wasn’t on the premises.

The upstart chewed his lip then nodded, stepping aside. “With a name like Evelyn, I was expecting someone older.”  (rem: :-O )

He had to be kidding. Her name wasn’t Matilda or Ethel. Evelyn tightened her grip on her messenger bag and raised her eyebrows. “I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean. You haven’t answered my question. Is Mr. Kujak available? If not, when’s a good time to meet him?”

Muscles rippled the length of his arm as he stretched out his hand. “I’m Ben. Come on in.”

“I, um…” She blinked and shook his hand briskly. “Hi.” Nobody had told her the man who’d worked miracles starting a charity from nothing was little more than a kid. Scratch that. Definitely not a child, not with how attractive he looked in those cargo shorts and gray T-shirt. Not with his light brown hair matching the stubble that graced his cheeks and chin.

Evelyn shook her head and took a deep breath. “Like you, I thought I was meeting with someone older.”


rem:  Well then, they’re off to a smashing start, aren’t they? What is one take-away from your book(s) that you hope readers identify with? 

VALERIE:  My stories tend to have aspects of farm and food, but the main themes most readers identify with are the characters’ struggles to belong, to find hope, and to grow in their spiritual life. In Sprouts of Love, both Evelyn and Ben deal with forgiving parents who had wronged them. Don’t we all struggle to forgive?

rem:  That’s not the one that trips me so much, but there is a plethora of others… Where can we find you online?










rem:  Valerie, thank you so much for chatting with us at my little nest today!

VALERIE:  Thanks for inviting me over! It’s been fun to visit.


“Farm lit is any literature that embraces the life of modern-day “new” farmers.  … Many a riveting tale, from romance to women’s fiction to suspense—and beyond—can be told amid rows of corn or in the cow byre.”



#Blogwords, Chat Thursday, Author Interview, Valerie Comer, Farm Fresh Romance, Arcadia Valley, Urban Farm Fresh

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is now SWAMP MODE,



as in WRITING CAVE, which we writers are notorious for hiding out in to get some words done, as in writing.


This story, though, this series, is set in a tenuous, as in fabricated setting, sort of a mash up of river and marsh / swamp, otherwise known as black river which is prevalent in the South. Saisons is a town somewhere between Columbia and Charleston, along the Santee River, close enough to the ocean to host marshes.

Ergo, SWAMP MODE!! Ergo, WRITING MODE. As in #AMWRITING, gotta make some words.


Interviews are back with a fun feature this Thursday (contain your excitement) but Wreading Wednesdays and What’s in Your Kitchen are still suspended. RemApWriMo flopped, sort of, but I have designated June as a second chance, RemJUWriMo!.


Did I mention, IT’S GOOD TO BE INDIE!!!



#Blogwords, Special Edition, Swamp Mode, Writing Recovery, It’s Good to be Indie, RemJuWriMo, Seasons, The Long Shadows of Summer, The Tilting Leaves of Autumn, #AMWRITING


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Thirteen years ago, Natalie lost a part of herself when her twin sister died. Will traveling back to the family winery finally put the memory to rest, or will it completely destroy her?


When Natalie Mitchell learns her beloved grandfather has had a heart attack, she’s forced to return to their family-owned winery in Sonoma, something she never intended to do. She’s avoided her grandparents’ sprawling home and all its memories since the summer her sister died—the awful summer Natalie’s nightmares began. But the winery is failing, and Natalie’s father wants her to shut it down. As the majority shareholder, she has the power to do so.


And Natalie never says no to her father.


Tanner Collins, the vintner on Maoilios, is trying to salvage a bad season and put the Mitchell family’s winery back in business. When Natalie Mitchell shows up, Tanner sees his future about to be crushed. Natalie intends to close the gates, unless he can convince her otherwise. But the Natalie he remembers from childhood is long gone, and he’s not so sure he likes the woman she’s become. Still, the haunted look she wears hints at secrets he wants to unearth. He soon discovers that on the night her sister died, the real Natalie died too. And Tanner must do whatever it takes to resurrect her.


But finding freedom from the past means facing it.

Nicole’s obsession with Tanner Collins had been the biggest wedge between them. Natalie could put up with her sister’s bossiness, snide remarks, the calculated schemes that left Natalie holding the bag every time, but the final insult was the look on Nic’s face when she’d snuck in late one night, her face flushed, eyes lit with excitement while she eagerly relayed the events of the past few hours.


He’s such a good kisser, Nat. Oh my gosh. I’m so in love…”

            “Oh, please. You’re thirteen. What do you know about love?” Natalie rolled over in bed, squeezed her eyes shut. Why had she been so stupid to confide in her sister? To think she could actually trust her. Hot tears trickled down her cheeks.

            Two days ago, after Natalie and Tanner spent the afternoon together, reading and swapping stories, Tanner had done the unexpected. Leaned in, looked her in the eye for a long moment, then kissed her. Short, but oh so sweet. It had taken her breath away. And she’d come home and confessed her undying love for Tanner Collins to her sister.

            “Natty? I know you said you liked him, but… you’re okay with this, right?” Nic crawled onto the bed and rubbed Natalie’s back. “Tanner said he likes you, but only as a friend. He wanted to make sure you wouldn’t be upset.”

            “You told him how I felt?” Natalie sat up and stared at her sister in horror. “Nic!” You promised.”

            “Aw, come on, Nat.” Nic laughed and patted Natalie’s wet cheek. “Everyone knows you’ve had a crush on Tanner Collins for like, forever. But unfortunately, he only likes one of us.”

rem:   Hullo, Catherine, welcome to my blog. If you could live anywhere in any time period, where would you go?

CATHERINE:   I’m a huge Downton Abbey fan, so I’d probably pick that time. I’m not sure I’d be a fan of all the dressing up for every meal though. J

rem:   I know right! as I sit here in my lazy day uniform… Where did you find this story idea?

CATHERINE:   My husband and I went to Sonoma, CA to celebrate our 25th wedding anniversary and I fell in love with that part of the country. As we visited wineries and toured the area, I knew I really wanted to set a story there. The characters and ideas didn’t come until later.

rem:   My sis-in-law is a sommelier so bits of your story resonate with me. Who was the easiest character to write and why? The most difficult?

CATHERINE:   We’ll start with the most difficult, and that was Natalie. I couldn’t get a handle on her for the longest time. At first she didn’t have a twin sister, just other siblings. I think that was her problem at the beginning. Her loss wasn’t profound enough. Once I settled on her history, her character began to make more sense. The easiest was probably Tanner. I usually have less issues figuring out my male characters and I knew what his story was almost at once. Of course there are always surprises that pop up along the way during the writing stage, and there were a few in this book, but that’s what makes it so much fun!

rem:   Sometimes those deep wounds keep us hidden from those who love us best—both real life and fiction. What do you munch on while you’re writing / researching / editing?

CATHERINE:  I’m not really a muncher. I try to stick to three meals a day and not much in between but nuts, olives, yogurt and fruit are always good,

rem:   And healthy for you, too. What do you do to recover once you’ve typed “THE END?”

CATHERINE:  Ah, see now I know better. The end is never really the end. J However, finishing a first draft is definitely worth celebrating. If we can, we usually go out for dinner, or just relax at home, watch a movie. I try to let the story sit a few days before going back to it. The real celebration comes when you send back those final proofs to your editor, knowing the next time you see the story it will be in book form!

rem:   Oh, Cathy, how right you are!! No rest for the writer! And no feeling like that new book in your hands! allll-most as sweet as a new baby… wink wink

Catherine West is an award-winning author writing stories of hope and healing from her island home in Bermuda. Educated in Bermuda, England and Canada, Catherine holds a degree in English from the University of Toronto. When she’s not at the computer working on her next story, you can find her taking her Border Collie for long walks or tending to her roses and orchids. She and her husband have two grown children. Catherine is a member of American Christian Fiction Writers and Romance Writers of America, and is represented by Rachelle Gardner of Books & Such Literary Management.
Having previously published three popular romance and women’s fiction titles, Catherine will publish her first novel through Harper Collins Christian Publishing this summer. The Things We Knew, a family drama set on Nantucket, released July 12th, 2016.
Catherine loves to connect with her readers and can be reached at Catherine@catherinejwest.com

1 – The house now soothed and scared her. Bade her welcome like an old friend, but held a warning like a long forgotten journal, tattered pages filled with too much pain.

2 – Wood polish and the perfume of roses pulled back the curtain of memory again. Nothing was different. But everything had changed. (rem: love the imagery)

3 – Perhaps she could deal with things here. Perhaps she’d found a place to rest. And maybe, to heal.

4 – Sometimes Tanner wished they still did things the old-fashioned way. An hour or two of taking his frustrations out on a bunch of grapes might do wonders for his soul.

5 – Memories of a carefree life surfaced, reminded her that no matter how much she wanted to, she couldn’t go back in time. Couldn’t fix the things that were broken. Couldn’t repair the irreparable.

6 – That was all well and good for people like Laura, people who had nothing to hide. Natalie didn’t need it. Except, maybe she did. But she certainly didn’t deserve it.

7 – “I don’t know what I was thinking, coming back here. Telling myself I could save Maoilios. Thinking my father might actually listen to me for a change.”

8 – “He asked me if I wished I had died that night instead of Nicole.”


What happens when tragedy and hope collide?


Tragedy struck Natalie Mitchell when she was thirteen years old. After thirteen years living in the shadow of her twin sister, Natalie tries to navigate without that shadow—or her sister.

And thirteen years later, Natalie winds up back in Sonoma Valley where the accident happens.


And there’s Tanner Collins, stirring up more than just memories from those childhood summers. Tanner with his own tragedy and secrets.


And as the two collide, the tragedies and secrets begin to surface. Can Natalie face her guilt and leave the past behind? Can Tanner? Will they find each other in their search for truth?


Sparkling dialogue and vivid imagery! This was my first read by Ms. West and it won’t be my last. I enjoyed getting to know all the characters, and related to Natalie in many ways. Ms. West portrayed her struggle and pain in true-to-life scenarios, with inherent difficulties and complications. The tension between Natalie and her father. The tenderness with Tanner—and her resistance to it. I felt her trepidation as the past began to lose its grip on her, and I felt her angst as she clung tenaciously to what was familiar. I screamed at her not to run away and yet, I felt the need to escape before more damage could be done. I felt I knew Natalie, perhaps a little too well, so thoroughly did Ms. West portray her. I felt I was walking the vineyards with the, so beautifully does Ms. West take her readers there.



I received a free copy of this book, but was under no obligation to read the book or to post a review. I offer my review of my own volition, The opinions expressed in my review are my own honest thoughts and reaction to this book.



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